Pairing: Rachel/Quinn

Notes: Just a short fluff chapter with Artie and Rachel cos let's face it, their odd little friendship is awesome.

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Disclaimer: I own nothings, but the random ramblings of which occur in my brain. Glee and any other copyrighted content used belongs to their respective owners.

"You know, you really didn't have to come with me for this," Rachel said to her friend, "it's pretty boring."

"And miss out on the chances of getting to eye up the pretty, pretty nurses?" Artie laughed, "Fat chance."

"Ah, the truth finally comes out," she rearranged Charlie's car seat on her arm, "and there was me foolishly thinking you came for Charlie."

Artie rolled along beside her as they made their way into the surgery, "You know fully well that I'm here for my mini Houdini, and my big Houdini."

"Are you trying to tell me that I got fat?" she laughed happily, she'd missed spending time with Artie, it felt like ever since she'd returned to school the only time she ever really saw anyone other than Quinn was during Glee club.

"Well now that you mention it..."

"I hate you Artie Abrams."

"You love me and you know it," a grin erupted across his face, "and stop fishing for compliments, you know you look damn good."

Rachel made her way over to the row of seats in the waiting room and carefully placed Charlie's car seat on the floor, "I'll be right back," she said, "I'll just go check us in."

"Sure, sure," Artie waved his hand as though sending her away. "Now what's your mom thinking? Putting you down on the floor like that huh?" He lifted the car seat up and placed it on the chair that he had parked himself beside. "Come to Uncle Artie," he unfastened the straps and gently lifted the baby up and cradled her in her arms, "that's much better."

Rachel walked over to her friend to discover her daughter had been removed from her seat, "I should've known that you wouldn't be able to leave her alone," she chuckled warmly.

"Hey, someone's gonna prick my niece with needles," he argued, "she deserves lots of loving."

She smiled softly at the boy, well man, beside her, it warmed her heart whenever he referred to her daughter as his niece. It didn't matter that they weren't related by blood, they were family and she was thankful to have him in her life, "I kind of love you, do you know that?"

"Oh so now you love me?" a playful smirk crossed Artie's face, his eyes never leaving the child in his arms, "you know one of these days you're gonna give me severe whiplash."

"So you keep saying." She sighed, "I hate waiting rooms..."

"On the plus side at least we're not here for you," he pointed out.

"No, instead I get to watch them stick my baby with huge needles."

"Ah..." Artie looked down, "good point."

The wait seemed to go on forever, other people came and went and more than a fair few gave disapproving glances at the young couple.

"I wish they'd just call us in already," Rachel whispered. There were far too many people staring at her, judging her for something they hadn't the first clue about.

"Here," Artie passed Charlie over to her mother, "I'll be right back."

"Where are you going?"

"Just..." he stopped rolling away, "I'll be back." Artie wheeled himself over to the other side of the room and stopped in front of a woman who had been more than vocal about her disapproval of the young couple, tutting loudly, talking to the person besides her about how irresponsible today's youth were. "Excuse me," he said pointedly, "can we do something for you? Are you that pig headed that you judge my niece and her mother when you don't have a fucking clue about them?"

The woman's mouth worked but no sound came out.

"In the future you might want to keep your opinions to yourself," he said pointedly, "otherwise people might think you're pig ignorant," and with that he returned to his spot beside Rachel and opened his arms for Charlie.

"Thanks," Rachel said quietly as she placed her daughter back in her uncle's arms, "you didn't have to do that."

"Yes I did," his free hand went to Rachel's and gave it a gentle squeeze, "no one gets to say crap about my family and get away with it."

Rachel was about to speak when a nurse called out, "Charlotte Berry?"

Author's note: Hi guys, you should all go thank my best friend Davis B.P Thank you for always being my number one reviewer and helping me to get all these ideas out and onto paper (so to speak). Also a big shootout to MikA-FaberryLuver4395 for proofreading for me.

So at the moment I seem to have my muse back and I'm making the most of it. I'm already writing the next chapter which has the potential to be quite long unless I decide to split it in two halves but I haven't decided on that yet.

As I said in my previous chapter I will not be changing the way I portray Finn so be prepared as the next chapter he will be the doucebag that I've written him to be previously and is going to do something that's quite unforgivable.